#see personally I can’t write if music is playing I’ll just focus on the music LOL

[burntblueberrywaffles]

Yes another poll I love gathering data about random stuff

If more than one applies, you can choose the one you use the most often, or elaborate in the tags lol

#see personally I can’t write if music is playing I’ll just focus on the music LOL #only write in silence lost in my own head #writing #writers #writeblr #writers on tumblr #poll #polls #burntblueberrywaffles

[wordsofhoneydew]

happy wednesday <3

thank you to my lovelies @anincompletelist @suseagull04 @itsmaybitheway @eusuntgratie @heysweetheart-writes @rockyroadkylers @magicandarchery for tagging me !! your snippets were absolutely scrumptious

i started my first song fic!! so i’ll be sharing a longer snippet than i usually would:

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Henry is walking back now, taking careful steps around the crowd of dancing people as he tries not to spill the tray of shots he’s holding. A high pitched giggle escapes his lips as he sets it down on the table in front of Alex, but Alex never strays his focus away from Henry’s face. The way his blue eyes gleam reminding him of the water at his father’s lake house back in Texas— dark and all consuming—as he looks back at Alex so intently. He could get lost in them forever.

just another blip in my heart:

He’s laughing at some suggestive joke Pez makes, head tipped back and smile completely unguarded. The sheen sweat on his cheekbones makes his skin glow under the luminescent lights of the bar, as if he was sculpted by Michelangelo himself. And Alex just watches him in quietude, utterly infatuated with Henry’s natural beauty. It makes his heart clench in his chest; knowing that he can’t have him, that Henry doesn’t feel the same way as he does.

So he looks away begrudgingly, grabbing another shot and downing it without a flinch or grimace, hoping that the buzz under his skin and the raucous music will eventually drown out the thoughts of the pretty blond man in front of him.

Then Nora is grabbing Alex by his wrist and pulling him up to the dance floor. He bites back a groan as he gives in to her, and places his hands on her waist.

“What’s up with you, Alejandro? You’ve been sulking all night.” Damn Nora’s perceptiveness and ability to read right through him. He thought he did a fair job at hiding the looming feeling of dejection that comes to him whenever Henry’s around or weighing heavily in his thoughts.

”Nothing.” Alex catches a glimpse of Henry watching them and turns around so that his back is facing toward him. Out of sight out of mind.

Nora looks over his shoulder as she continues to dance, a knowing smirk spreading across her lips. “Oh I see, still pining over Henry?”

Alex rolls his eyes as he tries to keep up with the pace of Nora’s movements. “What d’ya think?” he practically grumbles. “It’s not like I can turn off my feelings like a fuckin’ light switch.”

“Loosen up, man. Or just talk to him. That white boy is literally in love with you, stop being a coward and just go for it.”

A coward. That’s exactly what Alex is, and if it means it will protect his heart from inevitable rejection, then so fucking be it.

“I need another drink.” He mumbles, not caring whether Nora hears or not.

The night fades away into Alex stumbling through the front door of his apartment, still buzzed with adrenaline and alcohol running through his system.

After a much needed shower and change into a comfortable pair of sweats, the fuzziness subsides, his feelings begin to feel tangible, more real. His mind replays the events of the night; prim and proper Henry loosened up after a few drinks of gin and tonic, how he swayed his hips subtly to Get Low and smiled to himself as other people gyrated against each other. He recalls how they caught each other's eyes every so often, then noticing how Henry quickly averted his eyes every time. Tonight he was beautiful and glowing, and absolutely captivating in the way he just was—In the way he always is. Alex misses the person he was before he found himself enamored with Henry; gregarious and the life of the fucking party. Now he’s stuck in an endless loop of pining after someone he can never have and convincing himself he’s over it.

sometimes I think of calling you up:

Alex is sprawled out on his couch with his TV playing something he could care less about. As suspected, the effects of alcohol can only do so much to drown out the despair of unrequited love, his mind no longer buzzing from the sound of club music, but circling around only one person’s name over again. Henry Henry Henry.

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[beautifulpersonpeach]

I’m relatively new to the fandom and have really enjoyed a lot of your posts… I have a question that I couldn’t quickly find an answer to in searching through your tags…

What’s the deal with streaming? Like, I listen to BTS. I enjoy them a lot, I listen to a pretty even mix of all their albums though I probably like MOTS:7 era the best). Some days I listen to them like all day lol (if I’m cleaning the house or something) and I listen to them a lot in the car or while working. I’ve enjoyed some solo releases more than others so I naturally streamed those more. but like the more I start following accounts on here and on army twt the more confused I get about the intense pressure to stream constantly? I’ve heard that people play certain songs (or albums I guess?) on repeat on mute and/or have dedicated streaming devices they keep going all the time.

Not to be negative or rude at all but like…what? Maybe because I’m new to KPop and have never followed it until BTS but that just sounds so weird and… idk the word, maybe disingenuous? Again I do not mean this as an attack I am just genuinely confused. Wouldn’t BTS themselves want us only to listen if we were actually enjoying it and not out of some competitive attempt to get better ratings? It feels so odd to me, like that is not how I would behave with any other artist that I love. I would only ever listen to them out of a genuine desire to hear their music. But there seems to be so much weird shaming out there for when/if songs are not streamed heavily enough? And for any other artist I would just write that off as a difference in taste among the fandom, but here it’s treated like a personal wrong against the artist…?

But as I say that I’m sure there’s more to it… I have definitely seen people talking about payola or chart manipulation so idk. If I should google this instead, just tell me to, I just have already tried and didn’t find that much clarity, just a bunch of people on quora and Reddit talking about certain songs not getting streamed enough.

Anyways this is super long, sorry if it annoys you. Just thought you seemed knowledgeable and levelheaded enough to ask? Love your posts. All the best.

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Ask 2:

Okay wait I’m the anon that just asked about streaming and I went and re-read your post about “inorganic success” — I had read it before but somehow I didn’t put together that the 24-7 streaming is an attempt to combat payola or like go up against it I guess. Okay. That makes more sense. I still feel like there’s a weird focus on charting but I guess if it’s about getting more concert venues and more radio play it makes sense.

You can ignore my last ask then I’m sorry if I’m being dense or something lol.

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You haven’t at all asked a stupid question. Your confusion is easily explained by you being new to k-pop, and everyone new to this madhouse asks this question eventually. I’ve talked about this before, but can’t find the post for the life of me so I’ll briefly go over it again.

First, you need to understand what k-pop is. K-pop is a system that gamifies music consumption. Competition is something you’ll see in the music industry regardless. Western stans such as Arianators, Barbz, and the Beyhive have organized around streaming goals and efforts for at least 10 years now. But there’s no other music industry that explicitly emphasizes competition among groups and fans, the way the k-pop industry does.

Competition is baked into its DNA:

From the idol training system under agencies with supposed specialities that are treated like warring houses a la Game of Thrones (a mentality created by the Big 3),

to the music shows where fans are encouraged to vote daily and weekly for the best artists and where wins are tied to streaming numbers,

to the highly publicized year-end award show criteria that outline key metrics for wins in streams, sales, and fan votes.

Basically, the k-pop industry creates a clear hierarchy of talent and acclaim for artists in their system, directly stokes fan participation in buying into that hierarchy, and the numbers are the easiest litmus test/short cut to settle the question of who is at the top.

And all of this is served with a cocktail of parasocial delusion and entitlement that has (more easily manipulated) fans thinking their perceived investment into their faves, earns them the right to micromanage their fave idols’ careers. All of this benefits the labels and industry because they’d rather have you more engaged (even if toxically), than not.

Everybody here buys into this system despite what they’ll tell you, some just manage to keep their wits and perspective to prevent getting sucked in, while others fall headfirst into it.

And so, like I said in my ‘inorganic success’ post you referenced, the focus on streaming is part of fans really just playing the game. Excess is something you’ll see on the charts in any case, whether in k-pop or in the West.

The difference with BTS and ARMYs however, is in the why of how the fandom streams. Essentially, you’re more likely to find people just as passionate about the music itself as they are about giving that music its due in hard numbers and consequently, recognition. You’re more likely to find fans like this in the ARMY fandom, than any other, in my opinion. Some people forget that the og ARMYs were k-pop fans first. They were fans who intimately understood how this system worked, they understood why the Big3 maintained dominance in k-pop for literal decades, and they saw the worth in the music BTS made, loved it enough to invest time into the playing the game better than anyone else at the time - pushing BTS from nugu status to where they are now, competing well outside the realm of the k-pop system but in a space that remains complex and highly competitive.

Another aspect that differentiates how ARMYs stream vs other k-pop fandoms, is that due to the sheer size of the fandom in absolute numbers, the average ARMY typically streams less than a typical k-pop stan. Basically, in other fandoms the typical stan has to stream more per person to have even a fraction of the gains seen in the ARMY fandom. ARMYs also aren’t doing anything other fandoms aren’t doing, it’s just that so far, they’re more efficient at it and don’t have to worry too much because BTS makes music that keeps attracting more fans, adding to the size of the fandom. They’ve also generally stayed away from more illegal methods given the intense scrutiny and animosity the fandom has faced for being part of the reason BTS upended the ordained hierarchy in this space. It sounds silly but it’s true.

But that’s only one side of the story. The other side is that in the fandom, everybody here really just does what they want. And many people genuinely enjoy listening to BTS that much and that intensely. Going by personal experience in what I observed before I became ARMY, I noticed that many ARMYs are Type A and organized - people who like and study data. The first time in my life that I saw someone create a spreadsheet for fan theories on a k-pop MV, was when an ARMY made one for I NEED U MV. I’m not sure what it is about BTS, but from the beginning they’ve attracted the sort of fans who genuinely enjoy listening to music often, people who enjoy creating and playing around with playlists, and people who track and measure applicable data. So your assumption that the people who stream like this are people who don’t actually enjoy the music, is wrong. In my opinion. For a lot of ARMYs, streaming and appreciating the music isn’t mutually exclusive.

Personally, I listen to music a lot. And I’ve always been that way, so when I became ARMY, I just sort of naturally fit into that culture. The sort of music BTS makes is a joy to listen to, I play their stuff literally everyday and it feels like the most normal thing in the world for me to sleep to Serendipity sometimes (in my sleep playlist which includes brown noise and rain sounds), or to do laundry to Let Me Know playing, or to drive to UGH and Set Me Free Pt 2 playing. I have multiple accounts because I listen to all kinds of music all the time, and it’s just convenient for me to have things set up such that I can flip on a playlist in every situation I’d want one on.

But like I said, the reality is that everyone in this fandom does what they want. It’s true there are certain people in the fandom who obsess over streaming, these are typically chartmys and akgaes, but most other people stream however they like. Fandom in general is a pressure cooker environment so I don’t blame you for noticing that pressure, but at the end of the day you really should just do what makes the most sense to you.

ARMYs generally recognize the reality of the space they are in, they recognize what it means for BTS, and most simply tweak their normal listening habits to maximize the gain and support to BTS. Plus sometimes it’s fun to play into fandom’s initiatives as a way to connect with other fans (such as in streaming parties).

I ended up rambling but let me know if this answered your question.

#BTS #BTS army #bts fandom #kpop fandom #kpop industry #fandom behaviour #streaming

[thethirdgenesisbooks]

How to Put Words in Your Book - 5 Tips to Actually Start Writing

There is a problem among a great many writers and aspiring authors: so many of us never actually put any words into a Word document. Some writers will spend years developing a story idea. They’ll think of everything; the world-building, the characters, moving scenes, but never actually sit down to write the story.

Sometimes this comes from a lack of confidence. Writers think, “What if my story isn’t good enough?” These writers need to realize that the only thing worse than a bad story is the story that’s never written at all. For other writers, the reason why they can’t seem to actually get anything written is because while they know where the story has to go, they don’t know how to start. For still others, the problem is simply a matter of motivation.

Here are five tips to help you get your story rolling:

1 - Read the Opening of Someone Else’s Novel.

Sometimes, it can be hard to know what sorts of details to introduce first in your story. Do you start with a physical description of the character? A quote? A scene with characters in peril? Seeing how other authors started off their books can be helpful in this regard. I’d recommend reading the opening of a novel in a different genre from the one you’re writing. That way, you aren’t tempted to borrow too heavily, and can focus on putting out your own material.

2 - Listen to Music.

My wife and I developed this game that we sometimes play that utilizes her skills as a musician and mine as an author. I’ll sit or lie down on the couch with my eyes closed, and she’ll start playing an original, improvised piece of music on the piano. As I listen to the tune, I’ll start to describe a scene that the music brings to mind and tell a short story. Similarly, whenever I sit down to write one of my books, I listen to instrumental music that’s appropriate to the story I’m working on. I recommend that if you choose to use music to inspire your writing, you make sure it has no lyrics, as your writing may start to reflect the words you hear. I also recommend not using music that you associate with a particular scene. For example, when I tried writing while listening to “The Barber of Seville,” all I could see when I closed my eyes was Bugs Bunny shaving Elmer Fudd. You want music into which you can put your own meaning.

3 - If You are Spiritual, Pray or Meditate.

This piece of advice is pretty simple. If you are a spiritual or religious person, then before you write take a moment to stop and either pray or meditate. There’s a reason the Greeks thought goddesses called “muses” inspired art. The right side of the brain is associated with creativity, intuition, and spirituality. So, activate that side of your brain by doing something spiritual. Personally, when I was writing the first novel in my Third Genesis fantasy series, I prayed every time that “words would flow from my fingers to the page.” Most days, I wrote around 3,000 words in that book.

4 - When Stuck, Get Up and Walk.

You’d be surprised what even the tiniest amount of exercise can do for you. Do you have stairs in your home? Walk up and down a few times. Do you have a stationary bike? Ride it a little. Any form of exercise, however small, can get your mind going.

5 - Act Out the Scene.

Do you know your characters well enough to know how they speak to each other, what their goals are, and what they want out of life? Then play pretend for a bit, as you might well have done when you were a child. Improvise the scene, and pretend that you are all of the characters in the scene engaged in a discussion or struggle. You may find that you’re not good at improvising their dialogue, but that’s alright. When you say it out loud, you’ll get a better idea of what’s natural conversation. You’ll also gain some insights into what the characters would or wouldn’t do, based on what they want.

These are just a few things you could try to get the creative juices flowing. All of these have worked well for me. Good luck and happy writing!

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[lafrexniere]

Matthew Knies - I'll Try Anything Once

I’ll Try Anything Once - The Strokes

Ten decisions shape your life, you’ll be aware of five about

Seven ways to go to school, either you’re noticed or left out

Since that first day of high school after the decision of moving by your parents took over your world, moving you from North Carolina to Arizona you couldn’t stop thinking about how you would decide your future. It was the first day of your freshman year, you didn’t know anyone leaving you many choices of who you would surround yourself with. It was the first period and you sat down in a seat, you were one of the first to class leaving you a wide variety of seats you could sit in. You picked the back corner forcing the people to come to you by choice if they didn’t then you’d have to go out in talk to someone or remain alone. The room started filling everyone was talking to each other, still, the seat next to you was empty. A moment passed and the bell rang, still empty, attendance started when a tall boy burst into the room. 

“Sorry, I’m late,” he said catching his breath.

“You can sit in that seat,” the teacher pointed to the seat next to you, the boy looked at you and shrugged heading to the back of the room. You watched him approach the seat next to you. Attendance continued, going through the names of the class,

“Y/N,” you raised your hand,

“Here.”

“Matthew,”

“Here,” you looked at the boy next to you raising his hand. The teacher gave your first assignment of getting to know the person who would be your partner for the year, that was Matthew. You discovered he played hockey, but to you he was just a typical jock, not the nicest, very monotone, sneaking his phone out most of the time you talked to him. 

Seven ways to get ahead, seven reasons to drop out

The year was starting to get intense, with more and more projects and more and more time with Matthew. You realized that he was not a fan of school, his grades were declining and he was ready to drop out, you found yourself doing most of your partnered assignments alone, but it wasn’t a problem you were ahead in all of your other classes, but he was looking forward to leaving school and playing juniors for the summer, but he wanted it now. 

“Matt, please don’t talk like that,” you said.

“All I want is hockey, that’s what I want in life, I don’t need school to play hockey, grades whatever, it doesn’t matter,” he shouted while sitting in your desk chair in your room. 

“Matt-”

“Y/N, you like school, I don’t it’s how it’s going to be, the one thing we don’t agree on in this partnership, understand it’s nothing with you, it’s just I can’t focus,”

“I get it, okay,” you nodded, he continued to write in his notebook,

“I’ll try and help a little, now I feel bad,” he sighed.

“Don’t feel bad.”

When I said “I can see me in your eyes,” you said, “I can see you in my bed”

That’s not just friendship that’s romance too, you’re like music we can dance to

It was your first time at Matt’s house, you were helping him in one of his other classes after his parents were not too happy with his results freshman year, and his sophomore year was not starting too hot either. You two had bonded as freshman year came to a close, and maybe you had developed some feelings for him spending so much time with him in and out of school, you even went to a few of his games which is something you couldn’t imagine yourself doing. The friend group you had developed went with you to the game and they made comments. 

“Y/N you’re staring,” your friend Tara nudged you.

“Am not.”

“Oh girl, it’s so obvious,” your other friend Claire chimed in. After that, you realized that you did like him, but you couldn’t let your friends know, the quiet new kid with only a few friends, and one of the most popular boys in school. 

The two of you were sitting on his bed looking over your physics textbook, he was beginning to understand. You had forgotten you were studying as the book sat on both of your laps, how close he was sitting was distracting you. 

“Law of inertia right?” he asked you. 

“Yes, yeah definitely,” you were flustered. 

“You okay, you seem kinda out of it?” he asked. 

“Yeah, I guess, might just need a brain break,”

“Me too,” he sighed leaning back on his bed. He lay there looking at you causing you to get even more flustered than before. 

“Where do you want this?” you asked holding the textbook.

“On the floor is fine, I don’t really care, but you can lay back too, get comfortable.” With those last two words, you felt the butterflies in your stomach flap. You leaned back on the bed laying next to him. He turned to look at you,

“Wow, you have nice eyes,” he said, you felt your mouth begin to open from shock but quickly closed it, even more flustered.

“Thanks, you too, I can see me in yours,” you internally smacked your forehead after feeling so embarrassed by that statement. Was this flirting, maybe, do friends just lay on each other’s beds?

Sit me down, shut me up, 

I’ll calm down, and I’ll get along with you

It was now finals week of your senior year, and you and Matt had become inseparable still as “friends” but there was definitely something going on. The two of you went to prom together, and he let you wear his jersey at games, you even made the trip to see one of his junior games, but still were labeled as friends. You were studying for your last exam and both of you were stressing, there was still one concept Matt wasn’t understanding and it was causing him to panic.

“I can’t do this Y/N, no matter how many times I try this type of problem I always get it wrong, I follow the steps but I can’t, I need to pass this, Minnesota will freak, and what about the NHL huh what if-” He aggressively rubbed his head and slammed his book shut, standing up from your desk chair. 

“Matt, breathe, it’s fine let’s come back to it okay.” You put your hands on his shoulders and sat him down on your bed. 

“I can’t stop now, I have to keep going, I won’t be able to relax until I get this right, I’ve worked so hard and now I’m falling apart-” you cut him off.

“Matt, breathe, ‘cause now you are going to stress me out.” You stood over him sitting, and as you gazed into his eyes, his hands found your hips, and you blushed. 

“Sorry Y/N,” he said softly,

“No don’t apologize I get it, finals are stressful, trust me there’s stuff I’m not understanding, don’t even get me started with-” he cut you off this time pulling you to him and pressing his lips to yours. You were shocked, but at the same time, you were enjoying yourself. You pulled away from the kiss looking at him once again, 

“You shut me up,” you said. 

“And you sat me down, couldn’t stand hearing either of us stress any longer,” he let go of you. 

“So you kissed me?” you asked confused. 

“It was a thought that took over, but look we are both calm now,” he smiled, “sorry that came out wrong, look I wanted to kiss you okay?”

“Oh, really? Why?” you played dumb. 

“Uhh I like you Y/N, even through all our ups and downs we always get along,” you sat down next to him, “and don’t try to argue out of this,” 

“I’m not, I like you too, like a lot,” he scooted closer to you. 

“So can I do that again?” you shot him a smug look. 

“What do you think dummy?” You leaned in, pressing your lips to his, he wrapped his arms around you, and your hands found the back of his neck. He pulled away for air after a moment and smiled,

“I’m not quite sure what I think,” he grinned.

“You’re annoying,” you shoved him.

“Hey,” he exclaimed shoving back.

“Fine, I’ll get along with you,” you said kissing him once again.

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Note: Hope you all like this, it's inspired by the lyrics of the song. I really enjoyed writing it 😁

#matthew knies #toronto maple leafs #hockey fan fiction #nhl fan fiction #hockey boys #hockey imagine #nhl imagine

[sprite-real]

Songs that I think Slashers would listen too:

Some S/O mentions! No warnings other than music and some minor cursing.

Please do not steal or repost this anywhere, my efforts were put into my writing.

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Michael Myers

I feel like he wouldn’t listen too music with words, only selective ones like sweet and calming voices, but other than that, I can only really see him listening to music like meditation music with rain over it. He needs to relax sometimes.

Bubba Sawyer

LORD SAVE ME FROM MY FANTASIES (actually don’t lmao) I believe 100% he is into those lovey dovey songs, and he dances with his S/O to songs like Classic by MKTO, maybe Love Story by Taylor Swift. You and him would have picnics and he’d just turn on the radio and offer you his hand, then you’d to would just dance, it always ends up with you two laughing and hugging each other closely!

Thomas Hewitt

I don’t see Tommy really listening to a lot of music, but when he does feel like listening, it’s VERY similar to what Bubba would listen too, (Michael as well, but that’s when he’s really stressed,) he’d listen to Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka. I can just see him putting it on and then gently slow dancing with his S/O too like— 🥺🥺

Billy Loomis

Edgy is one way to describe his music tastes, he would have had a playlist made for him by Stu called “My Mom Left Me” (LOL SORRY). But on a serious note he’d like Twenty One Pilots, for sure and probably Melanie Martinez. Particular songs I’d think he’d really like is idfc by blackbear and Mr. Brightside by The Killers. His music usually goes off of how he feels (same honestly).

Stu Macher

OKAY HE WOULD HAVE A KILLER PLAYLIST, like he would be the type to have that shit playing while he’s on the hunt. Top two are I Can’t Decide by Scissor Sisters and Blood and Bones by The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra. Those two songs just match his level of personality almost perfectly.

Lester Sinclair

He would listen to happy upbeat music, no questions asked. He also would like country, (but as I don’t listen to country I can’t really list any artists, that one is up to you (:). He would love Happy by Pharrell Williams and Best Day Of My Life by American Authors. He’ll have his windows rolled down and singing his heart out.

Bo Sinclair

He’d also like country and rock. There are other songs too, I feel like he’d put himself in some scenarios in his mind, like being the troublemaker in Troublemaker by Olly Murs, or Bad Word by Panicland. It boosts his ego when his mind starts running with these songs playing in the background.

Vincent Sinclair

Another man who’d listen to some love songs and focus music. Love songs are his inspiration when he’s in an art block and trying to do an art piece with him and his S/O, and he’ll put on My Type by Saint Motels and Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley. (Bonus one: Hey, Soul Sister by Train.) Focus music helps him stay focused on his project for hours.

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I promise I’ll watch more slasher films, sorryyyy the Sinclair brothers and both Leatherface’s were the only exceptions but I WILL be watching their movies soon, I’ve got a list for what films I’ll be watching, Friday the 13th is the top one (aside from Texas Chainsaw Massacre and House of Wax) :)!

…What if I actually made playlists for them? 👀 Let me know if y’all would want that.

#slashers #michael myers #michael myers x reader #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #billy loomis #billy loomis x reader #stu macher #stu macher x reader #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #vincent sinclair x reader #michael myers headcanons #bubba sawyer headcanons #thomas hewitt headcanon #billy loomis headcanons #Stu macher headcanons #lester sinclair headcanons #bo sinclair headcanons #vincent sinclair headcanon #halloween #texas chainsaw massacre #texas chainsaw the beginning #scream #house of wax

[davidgilmourwife]

Hi :)

I hope you are well. May I request a John Taylor x Reader where the reader is a bassist for a rival band and they meet during the Live Aid recording and he’s smitten on the spot and asks her out

Hello! Hope you are doing well as well :) So I totally LOVE LOVE LOVE this idea and this whole day I honestly couldn’t stop having ideas for it! I hope you do enjoy as I did writing this ! <3

"The Bassist"

words: 1k

    It was 1984 and we were going into the studio with what you knew to be other bands. Bob had contacted us to join as well and how could we say no to it? It was for the right reasons and we wanted to help in any way possible. So when we first came into the studio seeing it full, coming into the studio surrounded by cameras, it wasn’t shocking. Bob was the first person to instantly welcome us and with open arms too. “Do you guys want anything before we start recording?” Bob said, I looked at my band members. “I think we’ll all take water.” I said, with a smile, and with that we followed his way to get water. 

  After that, we just talked to each other and if people came up to us, we would talk to them. I remember sweetly talking to George Michael, and he was the nicest person ever. He had my type of humor, and that made things only better. The energy in the room was beautiful, and it could only get better from there. You couldn’t help but smile all the time, everyone there was so amazing and I just honestly wanted to be friends with all of them. “Y/n, did you notice Duran Duran is here?” I could hear my guitarist say, I was silent. It seemed like for years now we had been fighting for #1 on charts when we had singles, which coincidentally would release sometimes around the same times, and I hadn’t talked to them at all. I sighed, “Should I say hi to one of them?” I took a sip of my water, if I was gonna say hi to one of them it would most likely be Simon. See, I had no clue where my drummer or keyboardist had gone, but what I assumed was that they were talking to other band members, or playing music with them. “I’ll come with you if you want to, I mean you have to admit, they have good music.” I nodded. “But it doesn’t feel bad to have a #1 against them does it?” My smile was large.

  I walked my way with my guitarist to say hi to Simon and I could see that his band members were by him as well. They had been talking to each other and when they could see I was going their way, they had stopped their conversation. I can’t lie, I was a bit nervous. “Well, hello. How are you all?” Simon showed me a smile. “Well, I’m doing well, it’s nice to meet you. I didn’t think you would come and say hi to us.” I could feel all their eyes on me, which made me even more nervous, but I still wanted to look confident. “Well that would just be rude, wouldn’t it? Well, I just wanted to say hi.” I showed them a smile, before going away. I looked at my guitarist, “Could it show that I was a nervous wreck?” All she could do was laugh. “Didn’t you notice? It seemed like John had eyes for you.” I rolled my eyes. “You know what, let’s just focus on recording this single, hm?”

  Once the song had been recorded, it was time to go. I remember putting my bass guitar away and waiting for the other members. I was saying my goodbyes to everyone, knowing I would probably see them again. That’s when I saw a tall figure with a striped shirt come my way, it was John. When he came my way, he had a cheeky smile, one that could make me smile myself. “I wasn’t able to speak to you after you left.” He kept his smile. “Well, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you would want to talk to me.” He had a tall figure, so I was looking up to him for most of the time. “I did, I’m a big fan of your music.” I could feel my smile growing, no matter how many times I got complimented on my music, I couldn’t help but have a small smile on it. “Really? Is that why you were staring at me earlier? Because my music was so good?” I could see that once I said that, he was a nervous wreck. His cheeks had become flustered. He had become silent for a split second. “Maybe I just wanted to focus on you.” His eyes had been focused on me and me only from the second he had started talking to me, it made me feel nervous. 

  I didn’t know what to say, and I know he could tell I was speechless. I mean what was I supposed to do? Even then, it felt like I couldn’t think, I had no clue why I was this nervous, I was fine talking to Simon in front of him. I looked around for my band members, it seemed as though they were nowhere to be found. “I just wanted to know if you were willing to hang out with me one day.” “Are you asking me on a date?” He began stuttering. 

  “Yes, I am. When are you free?” “Follow me.” He followed my way as I searched for paper and a pen. When I did, I wrote my number. “We’ll discuss it…and maybe more…” I smiled, and he smiled too. That’s when our conversation got interrupted by my band members, it was time to go. “I’ll see you soon then, Y/n.” I smiled, before I left. I couldn’t help but smile so much. When we had left the building, that’s when the questions started flooding in. “Does someone have a date with John Taylor?” I covered my face. “Maybe I do, what about it?”

  Once I got home, I changed clothes, and was finally able to relax. When the phone rang, I knew who it was instantly. “Hello?” I said, with a smile forming. “It’s John, are you free this weekend or next? I want to know when I’ll see you next time.”

#duran duran #simon le bon #rogertaylor #andytaylor #john taylor #john taylor x reader #nick rhodes #nickrhodes #simonlebon #johntaylor

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Noisy Neighbors || Fred Weasley College!AU

Character: Fred Weasley

Word Count: 1.5k

Requested: Yes!

Summary: You are summoned from your peaceful Friday evening to deal with the rowdy dorm boys next door.

Warnings: Cheeky Fred ;)

Disclaimer: I did not make this gif! Credit to the talented lovely who did

A/N: I'm back! Testing season is finally over and my writing time is here again. Thank you so much for being patient with me <3

PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR STEAL MY WORK. REBLOGS ARE JUST FINE :)

You settled onto your creaky dorm bed, a bowl of microwave popcorn in hand and your laptop tuned into the next episode of New Girl. It was a Friday night, you had no pressing homework, and you planned to binge the rest of season 4. 

“Who’s that girl, yeah who’s that girl,” you sang along with the theme song. Jessica Day was dancing along your laptop screen. “It’s Jess!” you finished dramatically, throwing several popcorn pieces into your mouth. 

There was a sharp knock on your door.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you muttered, pausing your favorite show.

You got off your bed, and slowly walked over to the door. You barely had it open when the person on the other side asked extremely quickly. “Are you the Residence Assistant?”

You blinked slowly, taking in the girl with the large bushy brown hair on the other side. “Is that what the sign says?” you asked boredly. 

You watched the girl’s eyes dart to the two letters “RA” that were stuck to your door. You had originally signed up for the position because it got you a cheaper room than renting an apartment would and let you live by yourself. You had thought it would be easy. What you hadn’t accounted for was the obnoxious residents like this girl who would pound at your door at every ungodly hour when they had a problem.

“If it’s a maintenance issue come back in the morning, nobody is here to fix that now,” you rattled off, having had to say that line several dozen times a month.

“Oh no it’s not that,” she said, furiously shaking her head. “The people next door to me are being extremely rowdy and obnoxious. I can’t focus enough to study.”

You sighed. “Have you tried the library?”

“That is beside the point,” she said quickly. “This is my dorm room and I expect a certain level of civility from the people sharing my walls.”

You could feel a headache coming on. It was a Friday night, she shouldn’t have her nose in a textbook.

“What’s the room number? I’ll go check it out in a little,” you said, having absolutely no intention of doing so. 

The girl scrunched up her nose to think. “Good heavens I can’t remember.”

Of course she can’t, you thought in annoyance.

“What’s your room number then?” you tried. “Are the people who are causing the issues on the left or right of you?”

“237,” she replied. “Now do you mean the left or right of when you’re in the hall or in my room looking out at the hall?”

“Bloody hell I don’t know,” you snapped. “Just pick one.”

Now you definitely were not going to check out the problem. This freshman was starting to get on your nerves.

“How about I come show you, it’ll be easier,” she decided.

“No, it would be easier if I checked later,” you corrected.

She ignored you. “Just come this way, I’m just over here.”

You groaned, but she was all the way down the hall.

“Are you coming?” she asked, turning to see why you weren’t directly beside her.

“Yes,” you muttered, cursing her in your head as you walked over to meet her.

She led you down to the end of the adjacent hall and took a left, finally stopping directly in front of room 236.

“This is them,” she said, pointing firmly at the wooden door.

“You can go back to your dorm now, I can take care of this,” you said. You were secretly hoping she would leave so you could go back to your show and popcorn.

“That’s okay, I can wait with you.”

Of course you can, you thought.

Accepting that she wasn’t going anywhere, you rapped loudly on the dorm room door.

You could hear the music that had been playing loudly turn off. There was a pad of footsteps and then the click of the door unlocking. The person behind it pulled it open. Your jaw dropped.

Standing on the other side and running a hand through his messy red hair was the most gorgeous guy you had ever seen. He had bright brown eyes that were taking you in in amusement and tousled red hair. His face was dotted in freckles that only seemed to soften his chiseled jaw. He was wearing a tight black shirt that did nothing to hide the defined muscles under it. You could see the outlines of his abs perfectly. 

You were not aware that you were staring until he reached out and closed your mouth with one long finger.

“Wouldn’t want to catch any flies there love,” he said, winking. 

You wanted to swoon.

He leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms in front of his chest. You were hyperly aware of his bulging biceps that were stretching against the fabric of his shirt.

“Can I help you?” he prompted.

“Huh- uh- what?” you managed to stutter. You shook her head sharply in an attempt to remind your brain to function.

He chuckled. “You’re the one who knocked on my door. I assume it wasn’t just to gawk.”

“She’s here to talk about you being disruptive,” the girl blurted out behind you. You had completely forgotten she was there.

“I was being disruptive?” he asked in amusement.

“Yes, your music is too loud,” she answered loudly. You turned around and glared at her. If she would just shut up for only a minute.

“Hmm really? I had no idea,” he mused.

You finally managed to pull yourself together. “You need to find a way to turn that sound system down because you’re disrupting the whole floor here.”

“The whole floor? That’s the first I’ve heard of this.”

“Listen, as the Resident Assistant it’s my job to make sure everyone on this floor is happy, and currently this one,” you pointed rather agitatedly at the bushy haired girl behind you, “is discontent with the volume of your music, so if you could please just turn it down for Pete’s sake.” 

The boy quirked an eyebrow, taking in the waves of annoyance that were seeping off you. “So you’re a Resident Assistant?” he asked.

“That’s not the point, your music is too loud!” the girl behind you interjected angrily.

You turned to her sharply. “Why don’t you go back to your room and let me handle this, you’ve done enough.”

Her cheeks turned a deep shade of red as she realized that she was getting on your nerves. Nodding softly, she turned and entered the room next door leaving you and the devilishly handsome redhead alone together in the hall.

“So you were sent to punish me?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.

For some reason that question made your stomach flutter and your knees go weak 

“Uh, umm, I–” you stuttered, inwardly cursing yourself for letting him have this effect on you.

A smile quirked at his lips. “Are you trying to say something love?”

“Yes I am,” you respond, finding your voice again. “You gotta turn that music down buddy or else I’ll be hearing about it for the rest of night from her.” You jerked a thumb in the direction of the room the girl had just gone into.

He didn’t seem deterred. “Buddy?” he instead asked, letting out a chuckle.

God that was probably the hottest sound you had heard all day. You told your conscience to shut up.

“Well I wasn’t given a name, but that doesn’t matter anyways,” you said curtly. “Just turn the music down and I won’t come back and bother you.”

Now you seemed to catch his attention. “So you’re saying all I have to do is disruptively play my music and you’ll be pounding at my door?”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, but I’ll be pissed if I have to come over here again.”

“Good thing you’re hot when you’re angry,” he winked. Your cheeks flushed red. “And when you’re flustered,” he added.

You couldn’t move for several seconds as your brain tried to start functioning again.

He raised an amused eyebrow. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

“Uh yeah,” you muttered. You were annoyed with the effect he had on you. “I need your name for some paperwork I have to fill out.”

He grinned. “Fred Weasley.” Fred winked again. “I’m sure you’ll remember it.”

“That’ll do Weasley,” you said curtly. “Turn the music down and I’ll only write this up as a warning.”

“I appreciate your generosity there,” Fred grinned. “I’ll see you around RA.”

“Only if you disrupt your neighbors,” you said pointedly.

Fred smirked. “Then I’ll try to be as loud as possible if that gets you knocking on my door.”

~

Check out my other Fred Weasley fics:

Is That My Bra?

I Would Give You the World

Sneaking Around

Late Night Conversations

Drunken "I Do's"

Masterlist: Click Here

Other Fics:

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You'd Probably Look Good in Green - Draco Malfoy

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maze women 2023: belonging

1st person pov, brenda journals about teresa (sfw, 1k) @themazewomen

God, this is stupid. I haven’t written in a journal since I was…what, 11?

A few months ago I found one that had fallen behind my desk drawer. I was so angsty back then, it was ridiculous. I really didn’t have anything to be upset about. I didn’t know how good I had it.

I never kept my old journals long enough to look back on. Any time I tried, I would feel so ashamed and embarrassed of my older self that I would immediately shred it into as many pieces as possible, and then burn it. The cycle went on for years until I eventually stopped journaling altogether. 

I guess I ended up pivoting to songwriting, but that’s never felt quite the same. I still have to focus on getting the words to rhyme, get them to match with the music in the right way.

I always hoped I would be able to write a song about her to tell her everything I feel. But I’ve never managed.

So here I am, journaling again in my 20’s. To what end, I don’t know. I guess I thought that the feelings I had been shoving down into the pits of my stomach started to burn in the acidity and go rotten. I’ve been spitting the poison back up at people, and they’re starting to notice. Her, most of all.

She thinks I hate her. Or that I’m mad at her. She hasn’t said it, but I know she does. I can see it in the way she looks at me. Like I’m a fucking equation she hasn’t quite figured out yet. 

It would help if she had all of the variables. It would help if she knew I’m so in love with her it’s making my whole body come undone.

I shake, sometimes, if I’m around her too much. Isn’t that crazy? Shaking like a fucking chihuahua. Like the 20 year old one my abuela is holding onto for dear life. At least that thing has a reason, it’s ancient and built like a mistake. 

I’m just hanging out with a pretty girl. What’s my excuse?

I don’t know if it’s the adrenaline from liking something too much that I get excited being around it, or if I’m so busy closeting my emotions that they’re batting on the walls of my ribs trying to get out. It’s an energy I can’t shake. I’m constantly tapping my feet or shaking out my hands.

She notices, too, of course she does. She’ll take my hands and hold them tight in hers until I stop. “Too much coffee,” she tells me. “You’re getting the jitters.”

She’s not one to talk. I’ve been with her when she’s working in the lab, I know how much coffee she can go through. Still, if she thinks that’s what’s causing me to lose all the composure I’ve spent my life building, then I’ll take it.

I want to tell her but I don’t. I want to tell her in a way that matters. I want to tell her in a way that feels like it’s not wasting her time.

She’s too smart for me. She’s the smartest person I’ve ever met. Half of the things she says go right over my head but god damn, does she look pretty when she says them. I have to nod like I’m following along just so she doesn’t realize she should be doing basically anything else than talking to me. 

I don’t know why she spends so much time with me. That’s coming from someone who, until recently, was a fairly confident person. And she hasn’t done anything to lower it, and she compliments me more often than necessary. But I feel so unbalanced around her, sometimes. Like we’re not playing the same game.

Does that really matter? It sounds kind of stupid when I write it down like this. She’s a smart person. She values her time. She wouldn’t hang out with me if it didn’t benefit her in some way. 

I hope it benefits her. Lord knows it benefits me. I’ve mentioned the shaking, right? 

I haven’t liked something this much in a long time. I’ve never loved someone like this before. Other times, I’ve had to ask myself: Do I really love this person? Or do I just want to?

It would be easier for me not to love her. It would maybe make more sense. But I’ve never felt more at home with someone before. When she takes my hands to stop me from trembling, it’s like I’m breathing for the first time. She’s made me act in ways I’ve never allowed myself to with anyone else. I think in the past I always stopped myself from loving anyone in a way that mattered. I never let it get past the surface level.

With her, I feel like I’m scraping through the bottom of my chest just to make sure she gets every ounce of me I have left to give. I had been holding out for her without even knowing it. 

I don’t know what to call this. Belonging? I’ve never quite understood that word. We don’t own each other, especially with her not knowing how I feel. I don’t think I would ever want her to belong to me, she’s too amazing to be contained. 

God. She’s so beautiful, I might even let her contain me. That’s how you know it’s bad.

Maybe I do belong with her. Maybe that’s why I’ve felt like a defunct person for all of these years, loving people the way I thought I was supposed to. 

I think that she would let me love her whatever way I wanted to. I don’t know why I know this, but it feels right. 

See, this is why I can’t write her a song. I can’t condense all of this down into three minutes of verses and choruses. My incoherent, late-night journal ramblings probably haven’t conveyed it, either.

If I come up with the solution, I’ll write here again.

I tried to talk to her and my mouth went dry. I forgot every word I’d ever learned. It was a little pathetic. I ended up kissing her instead.

It felt like it worked. It felt like I had said everything right there. She ran her hands through my hair and it felt like a song. She whispered my name, and it belonged to her.

#i've never written 1st person fic in my life. don't ask me what came over me #i don't think i would ever do it again outside of a journal entry or something similar but this was a fun experiment #brenda tmr #brenderesa #themazewomen2023 #my writing #tmr #the maze runner

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Why we think Snow Maiden is an aro(ace) icon

First of all, we want to note that this is our personal opinion only. Feel free to share your thoughts!

(help with the image ID would be very appreciated, we’re too afraid that we’ll do something wrong)

Hello aspec tumblr! Let’s start from afar. Snow Maiden (”Snegurochka” in original) is a character in russian folklore, fairytales and New Year holiday tradition. But I'm mainly going to focus on the folklore-inspired play by Alexander Ostrovsky "The Snow Maiden: a Spring Fairytale". Because, you see, this is the BIG one. The main reason why we think Snow Maiden is an aro (and ace) icon. It most likely wasn't a 19th century author's intention, but this is simply how we, a couple of aroaces, see it. And it's basically "Amatonormativity sucks: the play". The english-speaking part of the Internet is likely unfamiliar with this piece of literature, and we couldn’t find any decent translations online, so we’re here to tell you all about it!

P.S. The reason we write "aro(ace)" is because we focus on the aromantic identity, since adult funtime (the s word) wasn't really discussed or common in the russian literature at the time (but it was implied). 

Basically the plot: A mythical pretty girl who doesn't feel love goes to live with humans, gets amatonormatovity thrown in her face left and right, loses a couple of friends because of it, gets blamed for stuff out of her control, is sad because of all this and asks her mother to give her the ability to love, falls in love for like five minutes and dies because of said ability.

Now we know that Snow Maiden being not really human is a turn-off, but a) her parents are mythical too, and they do fall in love; b) aren't aspec people magical anyway?

Of course, we could add more details. Like how the supreme deity of the local people is Yarilo, who is not only the god of the sun here, but also the god of love, apparently. Love is protected by the king - basically by law. And love (or the lack of it) is the center of the plot, so potential aromanticism is as well, not on the sidelines. Aslo, Snow Maiden isn't depicted as an emotionless monster. She is very much a person, just without romantic feelings. The girl wanted to live with humans because she wanted to have fun with them and to hear Lel' sing. Lel' is a local pastor who charms girls with his songs and music. But even this casanova can't get Snow Maiden romantically interested.

Lel': I take payment for my songs in kind words~ Snow Maiden: But that's a lowly payment - I'm kind with everyone.  Lel': Well, I also take payment in kisses~ Snow Maiden: ??? That's incredibly cheap and unfair to you, what. I won't kiss you. Lel': Uh... Then pick a flower and give it to me. Snow Maiden: What for?  Lel': I'll wear it, and I'll gloat that it was your gift.

Aaand then he just runs off to other girls, who are "more compliant to kisses", throwing Snow Maiden's flower on the ground. "Why would I need your withered flower?". This makes our girl very sad. It's not the first time this happened to her. All the village guys surrounded her at first, but as soon as they understood that their efforts are going nowhere, they left her all alone.

The reason falling in love is such a danger to Snow Maiden is because the supreme deity of the locals hates her dad and/or is jealous of her mom. The ability to love that Snow Maiden was granted with looks like a flower crown - not inside of her, not a part of her, but an addition, an accessory. That's just our little note, but whatever.

As you can see, we have a lot to say about this topic, and even more, but we’re afraid that nobody’s going to read a post that long. In any case, it's not a perfect aspec story, as it most likely wasn’t intended to be one, but we believe we aros and aces should reclaim it and read it with our experiences in mind. In fact, we want to make a rewrite in the future with the focus on aromanticism (and some asexuality - I'm too repulsed to write much about it).

Anyway, this is taking long already, but we hope we interested you! We’ll continue writing about this and put links to future posts right here. Or you could follow the “aro(ace) Snow Maiden” tag, if this can be done. These posts will be much shorter, but we just don’t want to make this one any longer.

Other posts:

Snow Maiden’s Aspec Experiences

So What’s the (Ace)? (TBA)

Not Perfect, But Reclaimable? (TBA)

The Alloro Understanding and How It Makes Us Question Reality

Some Epic Aro Quotes

Are All Snow Maidens Aro-Coded? (TBA)

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All right, all right, all right! I’m a day late because I was out last night again, but I’m home now, let’s do this! Thoughts on Taskmaster s15e02, written as I watch it:

- I didn’t mention this last week, but Ivo Graham with a beard is unsettling. I mean, people can do what they like with their appearance and all, but that one may not be the best idea.

- Right, I haven’t seen any of the prize tasks except the first one, but if no one besides Kiell brought in anything that requires us to look at feet, then Kiell needs to win this task. I am genuinely not enjoying Kiell bringing in an excuse to have the cameras focus on both a picture of a foot and Alex’s actual foot, give him five points for achieving weirdness and make it go away.

- Greg is, annoyingly, correct to say that Mae’s object isn’t weird, it’s just your reflection that’s weird. I say “annoyingly” because Mae really eagerly trying to sell people on someone they’ve come up with is... genuinely, I’ve had crushes on Taskmaster contestants before but never to the extent that I’ve had my current problem, where I have difficulty writing about the episode without mentioning it every 5-10 sentences. I’ll try to stop.

- I am 100% behind the levels to which Ivo is taking his argument. Getting into the wording of the task – it’s supposed to be “whenever you look at it”, so needing to look at it for ten minutes like Mae’s mirror shouldn’t count. Explaining that he has practice of looking at it all the time and weirdness occurs every time, and Kiell can’t say the same because he designed the foot glove just for this task. This guy has watched all his friends play Taskmaster, studied their strategies, has his social standing riding on his performance in a way that I’m going to guess, say, Frankie Boyle, does not. This is high-level Taskmaster here, well done, Ivo. I still can’t wait to see you get bullied in the team tasks, but well done.

- Aaawwwwwww. Awwwwww. A Rhod Gilbert reference. A Rhod Gilbert reference in something that was filmed while he was receiving treatment for advanced cancer (I mean, I assume he still is, but he’s also filming TV things again and looks to be recovering, and I’m not sure that was the case as of last summer). Awwwww. Jenny’s thing doesn’t really work for the reasons Ivo pointed out, it doesn’t feel weird “every time you look at it” because that only works if you stare at it for ages, but anyway, lovely little Rhod Gilbert reference. Also, love that they’re saving Frankie Boyle for last on the “thing that makes you feel weird” task. What have you got, Frankie?

- I knew Frankie wouldn’t let me down with this. Obviously he went historical. Yeah, medieval paintings of cats are weirder than feet. He needs to win.

- I’d have swapped Kiell and Frankie, but otherwise agree with the harsh but fair scoring. I like rewarding Ivo’s intricate arguments by giving him two more points than both the people who finished below him.

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I don’t know what this means, but I’m guessing it might be that they’ve brought in a concept from Taskmaster NZ, when they had each contestant film a small part of an action movie, and then put it all together later to make one movie. Which I guess was originally a Taskmaster UK concept, from season 10 when they filmed the detective thing with each person playing a different part, and then with Richard Herring playing every part. It’s a concept I like, so I hope they are in fact going to film them each playing some music and then put it together.

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Jesus Fucking Christ. Okay I’m done. I won’t bring it up anymore. I promise.

- Oh shit, Horne Section. Ohhhhh, I see. The great band that was separated wasn’t the Taskmaster contestants, playing stuff alone and then going back together. It’s the Horne Section. Cool.

- The task didn’t say anything about “most [adjective] [noun] wins”, so that means it’s a two-parter. They may still have to fit these together somehow. Also, the task said it must be “less than thirty seconds long”, which is weird, because normally Alex Horne is right with me in correcting people every time they say “less” when they should say “fewer”. You let this one slip, Horne.

- They were correct to give Frankie the percussion instruments. I like Kiell’s attitude. Ivo briefly thinking “I”, “V”, and “O” might be music notes was quite funny. Really enjoying Jenny’s unnecessarily exuberant and surprisingly low-pitched singing. Mae, do we really need to bring more feet into this episode? Have we not already had enough feet in this episode?

- I didn’t really know what to expect from Frankie Boyle on Taskmaster, but if I’d absolutely had to try to guess, I’d have pretty much said this:

- I promise this isn’t another gratuitous screenshot of how attractive Mae Martin is; I just wanted to capture the look of utter shock on their face when Alex handed them the extra card.

The sense of betrayal from Alex. The underlying disappointment in themself for not seeing this coming. The whiplash in going from relaxing because the task is over to ramping the tension right back up, 0-100 in half a second, a reminder that you have to be always on your guard in this show. There’s Taskmaster summed up in one screenshot.

- Ah, the twist is that they have to play along. It’s not really a music task, it’s an arts and crafts task! That’s fun.

- I mean, some of those instruments are easier to copy than others. Frankie probably got an unfair advantage there, the drums have to be the easiest to copy. But I don’t mind, because I want to watch Frankie Boyle play makeshift drums.

- I think they undervalued Jenny Eclair’s trumpet miming in the studio chat. That was good. I could believe that was her playing if I didn’t look too hard at the instrument. She looks like she should be dramatically playing a trumpet in a club somewhere.

- Frankie’s miming was not remotely in time to the music, but he looked like he was having so much fun out there. Someone needs to gif that. I might need to gif that later. I want a moving image of Frankie Boyle playing the drums and having a great time.

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“I see your Diverse Stripes, Nish. And sure it was impressive, but you made one crucial mistake: not wearing sunglasses.”

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Incredible screenshot.

- Some really interesting camera decisions in the filming of Ivo. I’m not sure I needed that under-his-legs-looking-up angle on those loose shorts. But A+ for effort on the contestant’s part, as I’ve quickly come to expect from him.

- 1) Mae Martin making a joke about “Mae-stro” and then immediately trying to take it back - “I don’t want to lose points from Mae-stro”: solid Taskmaster play, I like the level of paranoia that Taskmaster instills in its most competitive contestants. Mae Martin about to play an instrument with their foot: not ideal. Not... not something I would like on my computer screen, thank you.

- I think Mae was the best one so far at miming in time to the music. Not bad arts and crafts work either. Good attention to detail. Thankfully minimal foot involvement.

- Well, Kiell was definitely the worst at the arts and crafts potion, there have to be more accurate ways to create a facsimile keyboard than to just put a bunch of books in a row. Also, he just repeated the grammatically incorrect task over and over, causing me to have to say “fewer” at my screening increasingly annoyed voices.

On the other hand, he may win for the person who had the best time out there:

Again, I’m just really enjoying Kiell’s whole vibe. Competitive, but not as overt about it as Mae or Ivo. Getting fully into everything, to an exaggerated degree. Picking at things and not letting them go, like the thing about the musician’s age.

- Whoa. That was ridiculously generous scoring and I don’t think I see Greg’s logic with any of it, but fun task all the same.

- Yes! Team task! I’ve been looking forward to these so much.

You know, normally when I say what contestants I’d like on a team together, I just pick pairs of people and hope they’re with each other, either on their own or in three. But in this case, I really like that Frankie and Ivo are specifically the team of two. No one for Frankie to pawn off the task of interacting with Ivo on, no one for Ivo to hide behind, no one to dilute the extraordinary amounts of awkward tension that I imagine occur when you put together two people who are so very, very different.

And on the other side, obviously I’m looking forward to the clash of Charlotte Ritchie’s husbands, and to two highly competitive contestants who will hype up each other’s competitive natures all in the midst of Jenny Eclair’s cloud of chaos.

I’m writing this before seeing any of this task, just to have a record of what I’m expecting going in. Expectations are high. I think Ivo might get eaten alive.

- I always look forward to that moment in the first team task, when the contestants see their teammates for the first time. As far as those moments go, this one’s pretty good:

- Oh my God. It’s perfect. Thank you, Taskmaster, this is exactly what I wanted.

I’m trying to picture the meeting where they divided up the teams. I hope they weren’t forced to do this by schedules or whatever, I hope all the contestants had availability on all potential days, just because it’s funnier if the Taskmaster people planned this. “Guys. Guys. Let’s put the incredibly posh English private school boy with Frankie Boyle. We have to, right? We can’t waste that opportunity.” Their decision to film and edit this entrance like a horror movie makes it so clear that they knew exactly what they were doing.

I mean, these two are rivalling Joe Thomas and Sian Gibson for most awkward initial meeting. But Joe and Sian eventually settled into their own sort of weird, awkward chemistry. I feel like Frankie and Ivo can keep up this level of non-meshing, actively clashing, energies all season. At least all day, as they film the team tasks. 

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One of Charlotte Ritchie’s husbands standing on tip-toes to hug Charlotte Ritchie’s other husband, while the trailblazing first woman to ever win a Perrier Award looks on. Thanks, Taskmaster. What a good day for feminism.

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Incredible. You can’t script that level of awkward. I’m so glad they didn’t try to edit around the less-than-slick television of Ivo talking over Frankie’s one-sentence potato anecdote to say hello to Alex.

Normally when I get screenshots of Ivo I carefully time it so I can get him when his eyes are open, which is rarely. But I think in this case, catching him in his usual state, which is with his eyes closed (seriously, I did not notice how true this was until I made that video last year with all these contestants, and struggled to find clips of Ivo where he was both moving around the stage/set and has his eyes open, he mostly just stands still with his eyes closed) captures the atmosphere better.

- Oh cool, two season 2 references. Obviously a potato next to the red green that can’t be touched is invoking Joe Wilkinson. And a bridge for a potato is invoking Debajo De La Mesa.

- I think from now on, my entire blog may just turn into a repository for screenshots of Frankie Boyle and Ivo Graham together.

- Yeah, this is all I actually want out of a television show.

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You’re close, Ivo, but not quite - you’re wrong about it being an either/or. What we want is for one team to be the first thing and the other team to be the second thing, so they can be contrasted in ways that make each one more amusing when set against the other, and can occasionally be edited together in a montage designed to make the differences hilariously clear. And I know I haven’t even seen the first team task yet, but I think this season might out-do all previous ones in that way.

- Are we going to keep up the joke all season where Frankie Boyle is like Ivo Graham’s father who didn’t love him? Because I’m on board with that.

- This post is pretty screenshot heavy, there are just so many images I like.

Oh Jenny, trailblazing veteran comedian though you are, your experience clearly doesn’t extend to understand the dire consequences that can occur when a tiny bit of your shoe touches the red green, and you don’t immediately acknowledge the mistake and start over, this time doing it properly. You don’t want to hide that shit, Jenny. They’ll catch it on camera and then it’ll be worse. Mae knows. Mae’s clearly seen that episode. Mae is not here to fuck around with that sort of thing.

I do really like Mae’s particular brand of competitiveness, which is coming out in Ivo too. The kind where you want to win so much that you’re ridiculously careful about making sure you’ve followed every tiny instruction and accounted for every little thing because you can’t stand the thought of fucking up on a pointless mistake. But then because you’ve been so careful, you hold everyone else to the same standard, expect them to also have meticulously gotten everything right, and call it out if you see them get away with slacking on that, because if you bothered to get it all right then they should have to as well. And yes, at some point in that sentence it became clear that by “you”, I mean “me”, that’s how I live my life and it’s maladaptive at times. But it’s also how Mae Martin and Ivo Graham are playing Taskmaster, and I love seeing it.

- Love how much effort they put into the barrel bridge before realizing they can just use duct tape and poles. Also:

Brilliant. I really hope this screenshot embodies what this team will be like all season, with the two competitive contestants carefully managing a tricky solution to the task, and Jenny dancing and singing on the sidelines for moral support.

- Mae Martin: Stop the clock, I think.

Kiell Smith-Bynoe: I think we could go higher.

Mae Martin: No, I’m scared.

Yep, that’s the kind of so-competitive-you-come-back-around-to-being-cautious I’m talking about. Also, I’m scared too Mae. This is genuinely tense, don’t fuck it up.

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No! Careful! I mean, I love the symbolism of the early female comedian from back before they invented more than like four women in comedy, assisting the young(er) queer comedian who’s existing in a world created by the previous generation of feminist trailblazers. But also, I’m worried about all the little things that can go wrong here. I know Mae is meticulous, but how carefully his Jenny watching her shoes’ proximity to the red green?

- After I wrote that last point, I hit “play” on the video again, they raised it even higher, some of the tape started stretching, and without consciously meaning to, I started saying: “No, stop the clock, stop the clock!” out loud, to my laptop screen. At the same time, heard my voice joined by Mae Martin’s:

I get you, Mae. I get you. Do you want to be, like, best friends, or something? You’re not looking for a wife, are you, if Charlotte Ritchie’s off somewhere else?

- Oh God. That was tense. They did it. Well done all around, everyone. Competence on Taskmaster, who would have expected that?

- Ivo. Honey. What are you. What are you doing?

The board isn’t part of it, buddy. What are you doing?

...I knew I was looking forward to seeing Ivo Graham fall apart merely from being in the presence of Frankie Boyle, but I don’t think I expected it to engender quite so much of my current reaction, which is wanting to protect him like a child. Go build the bridge, Ivo.

- There’s a lot of competition in this category, but I think this might be my favourite screenshot of this whole episode so far:

- And it was beaten for that spot a split second after I posted it:

- I don’t know why since there’s been so much other good stuff, but my hardest laugh of this episode so far has come from Ivo Graham going in the house to try to find something that’ll actually work, and Frankie Boyle marches predatorily after him to suggest that they roll the potato in a tube.

- Oh shit. You know what, I was making fun of Frankie’s tube idea, but credit where it’s due, I stand correct. That worked really well.

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Greg knows what’s up. Greg’s the one saying the quote in that caption, but from the grin on his face, Alex is also aware that they’ve struck fucking gold with that pairing.

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At the end of the season I want to collect all these Frankie/Ivo screenshots (I just remembered that I said last week I’m going to call them “Franko”, I’ll have to start that next week), rank them by awkwardness, and put them in a collage.

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And as we come down from the 18 different types of tension at play in the previous task, now we’re in the lab, setting shit on fire. Awesome.

- So it’s the season 8 little finger task, but with a breath instead. Okay. I’m on board.

- Jenny Eclair wants to resuscitate a dying animal. I admire the ambition.

- I think Mae and Kiell’s idea for this probably what I’d do. See if you can set off a chain reaction by blowing on something small. But I think I’d go smaller scale than this - I’m now thinking of the season six task when they tried to extinguish a candle by blowing through a pipe that size, and it didn’t go too well.

- Mae Martin kissing a marble and ordering it not to fuck up: yes, that’s the level of competitiveness we want out of Taskmaster.

- Kiell, you have to put the ball a little way into the pipe before you blow on it, so it’s already going in the right direction. It isn’t lighter than air.

- Again, the level of intensity:

We’re all very attracted to hot queer people who get disproportionately intense about stuff, right? That’s not just me?

- Holy shit, Mae’s worked! I didn’t think it was going to, I thought they put the xylophone too far away. But of course they must have tested it, they’re not messing around.

- Well, didn’t think Kiell’s would work either, so I was right one out of the two times. Also, I don’t think he started that one with a breath. I think he just dropped it down the tube.

- Oh good, marble runs are the smart way to go, but I’d have been disappointed if they’d put fire in the intro and then no one brought fire into the actual task. I’m learning that we can count on Jenny for that sort of thing. Wouldn’t it be fun if it became a running joke throughout the season that Jenny’s thing is setting shit on fire? 

- Holy hell. I thought Jenny was going to light a candle in the caravan and then put it out, but she is now actually lighting the curtains on fire. I’ve said before that Taskmaster NZ is fun because it has more lax health and safety standards that Taskmaster UK (I’m not... I mean, politically and just morally I’m aware that health and safety and other regulations are a good thing, sometimes my taste in comedy does not perfectly line up with my actual beliefs, like how funny I think it is to watch Ivo Graham get bullied on a panel show), but that’s taking quite a risk in this one.

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New hardest laugh of the episode. If I hadn’t paused the video to write this, I’d have had to pause it anyway to laugh. Brilliant. No notes.

- So, I’ve been taking these one at a time and only focusing on Jenny so far, but what the fuck is Frankie doing?

Is that... is that someone who doesn’t work for the show? Is that just a guy? It’s been mentioned a couple of times before that the Taskmaster house is near a golf course - in season six, when the contestants had to get back to the house, they were asking people for directions “to the golf course”. And in season 7 when they had to throw things over the fence, they talked about seeing people playing golf in the distance. But I thought that was, you know, the distance. Presumably they don’t just have golfers that close to the house while they’re filming.

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Holy fuck. Holy fuck. That was incredibly funny. I still don’t understand why that guy was there, it doesn’t matter. Frankie Boyle fucking with a golfer and then folding over in silent giggles like a child playing a door-knocking prank, but it isn’t a child, it’s Frankie Boyle with a golfer, possibly his least favourite type of person after privately educated posh English boys - fucking hell that’s funny. I’d watch a whole show of just Frankie doing that.

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True, but perhaps not the best way to ingratiate yourself with the hosts of this show, or least with one of them, and that reminds me, Alex, please cast your buddy John Robins on here someday.

- Alex just told us that the garden “backs onto a golf course”, so I guess they’re a lot closer to it than I’d thought.

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Seriously, fucking commission that. I’d watch it, and I’m not alone. Raise your hand if you’d watch an entire show of Frankie Boyle blowing whistles in inappropriate places.

- Well, I got so into Ivo’s task attempt that I haven’t even catalogued it (which is probably fine, I definitely did not need to screenshot nearly as much of this episode as I did), and at the end, it at least came close to matching Frankie’s attempt in my hardest laugh of the episode. Oh, that was a beautiful disaster. Trying the radio first, getting rejected. Then getting rejected by Greg. Then by Ed Gamble. Apologizing for breaking glasses and then failing to break glasses. Failing to break glasses, how hard can that be? I thought he was going to do creepily sexy breathing down the phone at Ed, but instead for some reason he really intensely sort of breathily shouted.

Oh yes, Ivo. It feels like one point. But it was a heroic failure.

And to be fair, Kiell’s breath wasn’t even what moved the ball. Ivo did move the basketball with his breath. If you say Ivo’s “one breath” was the last one he took, since that’s the one that actually moved the ball, then that probably took place after Ed Gamble hung up. So he didn’t even annoy Ed with that one, and the glasses didn’t break. But he did move a ball. More, technically, than Kiell did.

- Wow, the scoring is all over the place here. I feel like Greg took on board accusations of being too generous at other times, and might be overcorrecting. But then he was weirdly generous in the music task.

Anyway, scoring aside, that was a great bit of chat following that task. Ivo and Kiell sniping at each other to continue the animosity developed in the last week’s prize task. Mae trying to remind people of their nice little bing. Greg saying he can’t give five points for “putting off a golfer”. Frankie Boyle, of all people, accusing him of being jaded. Alex correcting Greg’s scoring (and being right - Kiell should definitely not have beaten Jenny or even Ivo) and Greg acquiescing. There seemed to be a bit of distance in the studio in last week’s episode, but they’re getting into it now.

- Love Ivo covering hi smouth in shock at the sight of that scoreboard:

I don’t imagine this will happen much, but it is fun to see Frankie Boyle at the top of a Taskmaster board.

- Ah, the old Taskmaster classic: arts and crafts with visual and material-based restrictions. A classic for a reason.

- Ivo not just looking under his table, but spinning it around to see the whole thing:

That is a man who has seen Taskmaster before, and has just watched his own potato bridge task, possibly being reminded of previous potato bridge tasks, and what lessons they’ve taught us. Debajo De La Mesa. And it worked out this time, there were scissors.

- I think how very fucking pleased with himself Kiell looked after coming up with his idea summarizes his whole vibe in quite a fun way.

- As the second one to complete the task, Frankie looks... less pleased with himself, in a way that also summarizes his vibe.

- Kiell, you fucking idiot! Just say it’s a caterpillar and you’d be fine! It looks more like a caterpillar than a snake anyway! Frankie’s not going to be at the top of the scoreboard often, don’t take this episode away from him!

- Yeah, Greg’s right, Mae’s was good. It should have won for not just being tape on a board. But I think that scoring was mostly right.

- Oh God, that was fucking good. The whole episode, so good. I thought last week’s was a good opener, but the quality here has escalated as they’ve settled into it. Also, this post got a little out of hand, I’m going to need to make fewer screenshots and comments next time because stopping it so often means this whole thing took me about four hours (though I did also stop and do laundry and make lunch). But fuck it, I have nothing else to do on this holiday Friday, and that was great.

[mindofmim]

hello Mim, it is I, your Secret Santa. Sorry for being a bit MIA, real life stuff happened and I've been having a couple of sad days. The fics you recommended definitely helped me feel better, so thank you. how's your day going so far? hopefully better than mine

(I've been having a touch of writer's block, so I've been feeling a bit bummed out but I'm trying to get back in the zone, take advantage of the nanowrimo spirit and maybe write something.)

today I come to you asking for the songs and vibes you associate with sterek. what kind of songs are your go-to for sterek playlists? do you even have your own sterek playlist? maybe you don't, maybe you do, I'd love knowing more about how you perceive these two.

anyway, back to my blank document. have a great day/night and sweet sterek dreams (have you ever had a sterek dream though? now I am curious

-xo xo your Secret Santa

I’m so sorry you haven’t been well! I can definitely hear in your message you're a bit more sombre. I hope things have improved since your ask was sent (that nanowrimo is helping); and, I’m glad you enjoyed those fic recs. 

I love music and have several mood playlists but I’ve never thought about making a Sterek playlist. The closest I ever got was for my Unusual Tastes story, where I imposed my own experience of shocking people by being a leather loving punk rocker who listens to a lot of country music. In which case I saw Derek as enjoying mid 90s country music (Travis Tritt and Faith Hill was on the mind at the time). 

But otherwise I’ve spent the last few days trying to envision a playlist for them, individually and as a couple and have come up blank. So, I guess I’ll just give you some basic perceptions lol. 

I really see Stiles as being the kind of person who is always getting distracted yet is still paying attention. So, scenes like in the vet office when he’s playing with the cow birthing glove is still part of his characterization, but he can still give his opinions and be part of the conversation while that is happening (peak adhd anyone?). I also see him as being the person who would notice the smallest change in your person and would go out of his way to find out what happened and help fix it (or celebrate it). Especially with Derek in being able to read the tensing of his shoulders, or the angle of his mouth. 

Derek I see as the kind of person who has placed his emotions on the back burner and hidden them for so long that he struggles to be free with how he’s feeling even when he isn’t trying to hide it. So how he feels about people comes out in little ways; as in remembering Issac complaining about his scarf and finding a replacement that solves his complaint perfectly. Or with Stiles, Derek notices when his attention is starting to wane and will give him something to fiddle with so he can focus again. 

Hope this helps some. And I wish you all the best with that blank document. Hopefully the universe hits you with an insane bout of inspiration, at just the right time that you can sit down and write, and you are able to meet all your self defined goals.

I can’t say I’ve ever had a Sterek dream, but I have woken myself up from a work dream yelling “There is nothing in the bagging area!”. Which is not related at all.

#ss23 #ss2023 #secret santa #secret santa 2023 #sterek secret santa #derek hale #stiles stilinski #sterek #playlists #fics #fanfiction #teen wolf #asks #ask box

[heartfulselkie]

It's been almost two years since I uploaded the first chapter of Penumbra - my first ML fic. Looking back, its a little rough around the edges. But I think my writing has improved a bit since then. I'm still proud of this fic though and it's always going to have a special place for me. I still get the occasional comment on it and its nice to know that people are still finding it.

If you haven't read it though and are looking for a heavy angst fic then here you go! Just be sure to read the tags I've listed on Ao3 since this fic does deal with some heavy stuff.

Undercut is a section from Ch. 13 if you want a sample of that angsty flavour!

Chat’s cat ears lay flat on his head and he had an exasperated expression. “Why do you keep asking me to do all these things?”

“Because I want to know you better.”

He stared at her with wide eyes before they flickered away to avoid her. She noticed a slight blush underneath his mask. Embarrassment flooded her as she understood the intimacy of her words. Her face went a hot crimson.

She started stammering, “W-What I mean to say is you - I mean I -”

“It’s okay.” he smirked, “I’ll do it but I need a partner.”

“….huh?”

“It’s a two person dance. So you’ll need to do it with me.”

Marinette let out a squeak, “Me? But I trip over my own feet!”

He took her hands and pulled her into the middle of the room, “Just hold onto me and follow my steps. You’ll be okay.”

Chat Noir stood opposite her. He guided her left hand to rest just below his right shoulder then gently placed his hand against her shoulder blade. He gently clasped her free hand in his right and raised it up to complete the dance hold.

He looked at her with complete focus, “Just mirror my steps. Your right foot with my left. Okay?”

She nodded wordlessly, feeling herself tremble in her nervousness. He was still watching her intently as his cat ears flicked, listening to the song that was still playing on loop. Once he’d found the tempo he started to move.

Marinette had to watch her feet to try and stop herself from stumbling. They stepped round in a sequence, similar to a box shape as the movement’s name suggested. She was pretty sure she’d walked on his feet a couple of times as they went.

“Look at me,” he said softly.

“I can’t or I’ll trip!” her voice trembled, “Or I’ll step on your toes even more.”

“That’s fine, I can take it. Just lift your head.”

Slowly, she did as he asked. Moving up from her feet to his chest, to his shoulders, the nape of his neck before finally meeting his gaze. His eyes were half-lidded and warm as he looked at her. The gentleness of his expression made her heartbeat go into overdrive. She couldn’t look away.

“See?” he whispered, “You’re not walking on me.”

Marinette hadn’t even noticed they were moving fluidly now. Her steps were in sync with his.

She was broken out of her daze as she heard something beyond the music playing. A soft but deep sound before her.

“Chat?” she murmured, “Are...are you purring ?”

Chat looked confused for a moment until he noticed the rumbling sound from his throat. He stopped dead, releasing her from his hold as his hands flew to cover his mouth. A red tinted his cheeks as he looked at her with wide eyes.

“You were purring!” she said in amazement.

“N-No I…” he groaned, “It just happens sometimes. I don’t have control over it.”

“That’s adorable. Do it again!”

“Princess…”

Marinette couldn’t help herself as she reached up and started petting his head like a real cat. He was looking at her with confusion and embarrassment as the purr returned.

So cute… she thought.

She wanted to keep him purring. Her hands ran through his hair. She’d never really touched it before but it felt soft through her fingertips. She moved on to massage his cat ears. She kept looking back to his face to see his expression. He was looking back at her with shy uncertainty. It dawned on her the intimacy with which she was touching him.

“Sorry, is this okay?” she whispered.

There was a tension to his voice as he answered, “T-There’s fine.”

Her hands released his cat ears and stroked his hair again. One of her hands travelled to the back of his head, running her fingers through the messy blond locks down to his neck.

“M-Mari wait…”

Her fingertips brushed against the nape of his neck.

“Marinette stop !”

She’d heard the panic in his voice too late. There was a sharp sound as his hand lashed out to grab her arm. Marinette was only faintly aware of how tight his trembling grip was and how his claws dug into her skin. She couldn’t take her eyes off his pained expression, like he had just been burned. His chest was heaving as his breathing came out in ragged gasps.

Marinette was in shock. It felt like time was stretching out in an agonising way as they stared at each other. Eventually she started to feel the growing pain in her arm.

“Chat...My arm…” her own words sounded distant to her.

Chat blinked as his eyes flickered wildly, as though he’d also snapped out of something. He released her from his grip. His eyes continued to dart around as he stumbled backwards.

“I - I’m sorry.” he choked out.

Marinette couldn’t find any words to say. Chat looked away, his cat ears going flat. He was still breathing heavily. She had to say something.

She forced herself to speak, “Chat...”

He was already moving. He lurched past her towards the window. There was a sound of it being opened. Marinette turned around just as he was going through.

“Chat, wait!” she called, rushing after him.

She reached the open window but there was no sign of him. He’d already vanished.

Marinette looked out into the hazy darkness. There was only the soft sound of falling rain now. Her arm stung. She lifted it up to see the thin rivulets of blood that seeped from the claw marks. The shock receded as tears welled in her eyes. She didn’t understand what had happened. She sank to her knees as she held her hurt arm to her chest. She became overwhelmed with confusion and hurt as she started to sob.

#i still tell myself sometimes i could write a sequel or something #but i dunno if that would be a good idea #already got a bunch of wips to work on anyway #my work #my work: penumbra #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #miraculous ladybug fanfic #miraculous fanfiction #miraculous fanfic #adrien agreste #marientte dupain cheng #chat noir #love square

[in-my-feels-probably]

Hii! Congrats for your 600 followers! You deserve each one of them! 🫶🏻

I already took part in your two previous celebration events, last time I requested a matchup for House of the dragon, so this time - if I can participate again - I’d like to request a matchup with a character from Game of thrones!! If that’s alright, I’ll use the same description I used last time.

my pronouns are she/her and I’m asexual biromantic so any gender is fine. I’m an ESFJ and a Gemini. I have green eyes and short black hair with blue strands, my haircut is similar to a soft mullet. I dress with goth/ fairy grunge clothes. I wear lots of rings and love to exchange them with others.

I’m the mom friend of the group, always there for everyone and my friends say that I’m really good at comforting people. I’m also calm and responsible, I usually am the one that takes care of other people. I’m very optimistic, I always try to see the good in everything and I often put other’s needs before my own, I would do everything for the people I care about and sometimes I’ve been told that I’m too kind for my own good. I have a sarcastic humor and I love making others laugh to lighten the situation, people say that I should be more serious and that I shouldn’t joke around so much. I don’t like when people tell me what to do and I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for someone else. I also dislike when someone is too serious and really can’t take a joke as I tend to use humor as my coping mechanism.

All my friends tell me I’m very smart. I’m also very ambitious, I always try to achieve my goals.

My love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation.

I absolutely love listening to music, it helps me relax and I really like reading. I also love watching horror movies even though it’s impossible to scare me. I also play Dungeons and Dragons with my friends anytime I can. also, I absolutely love musicals and I’m definitely a theatre kid.

I really love your writing and will definitely keep supporting your blog, have a great day :)

hi! thank you for participating again

i ship you with margaery tyrell!

margaery likes interesting people. i think ordinary people bore her, and she likes to see new things. i think she’d first be drawn by your appearance and aesthetic, and she’d seek you out for it. i wouldn’t consider margaery a particularly pessimistic person, more of a realist i guess. you being an optimist would make her smile, and change her views for the better on some things. she can take care of herself, but i think she’d appreciate that you are a bit of a mom friend, and would let you coddle her and make sure she was doing alright. she’d also make sure nobody walked all over you, and would be the blunt friend you needed in life when people would try and take advantage of your kindness. you also can take care of yourself, but she’d like doing it for you. and she’s so smart and witty, she’d match your level of humor and enjoy banter with you. like you, margaery is incredibly ambitious. she wants the throne, and she’ll have it. she’d make anything you wanted in life happen for you. id also consider margaery to be a fairly physical person. she’d enjoy little touches throughout the day, holding your hand or skimming your arm as she passes you in the halls. i think it would ground her. she’s good at words, and would find words of affirmation a very easy love language to fill, but i think sometimes she’d like to let touch speak for itself.

after a long day, i think she’d find you somewhere, either sitting in the courtyard or somewhere in your chambers, maybe on a balcony. she’d know that although she could talk to you, and voice any problems, you’d be just as content to comfort her without any words. i don’t think margaery likes to dwell on what bothers her, instead choosing to focus on you.

she’d sit behind you, resting her chin on your shoulder.

“what are you reading?”

you’d set your book down, reaching a hand back to hold hers. “it’s a play, actually. a bit grim, but i think you’d enjoy it. the main character reminds me of you.”

you could see it in her face that she was tired, and not in the mood to talk. she was content to let you distract her.

“oh really?” she’d say, lifting your arm so she could turn to lay her head in your lap. “tell me about it, darling.”

you’d smile, letting a hand run through her hair as she looked up at you, more relaxed already.

“okay.”

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[stormyoceans]

“You asked me to meet you here, why?” TIME FOR A DATE SON

Love how they can’t tell if those people are a couple, shows you just how close friendship and romantic love are

At least Puen also got growth in terms of paying for his goddamn order

Tfw when you spend your day spying on a possible not-couple with your future bf

–oh wait are these two also cameos btw?

Thankfully that guy kissed the girl so T&P can focus on their own date now

Hey Talay can you stop saying “I’m not into love” because as an ace person I feel that but we all know you’re gonna turn around on it

Theater employees are like “hey can you two flirt literally anywhere else, we need to clean up here”

Puen using any excuse to get closer to Talay (stealing his food)

Wait… Why is that notebook made of regular paper?

Puen wanting Talay to help with the project while Talay just wants to sleep, mood tbh

OKAY SO I ASSUMED THIS WHOLE BATH SCENE WAS A DREAM SINCE IT CAME OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE BUT APPARENTLY IT REALLY HAPPENED???

“Why are you cleaning my face?” Idk because the purpose of a bath is to clean yourself???

Also YOU’RE the one who came on so strong you might as well have been sitting on his di–

Asldjfklds the “your heart must be dusty” thing, TOO ROMANTIC

Just having a super-romantic bath with my bestie

WHY DID THEY NOT FIX THE LOOPHOLES

I guess Puen was too busy fixing someone else’s hol–

As an autistic person I legitimately love that Up’s movements tend to be so extra

Well, glueing someone’s helmet is one way to enforce traffic safety, I guess that’s another step forward for Mr Drunk Driver

“I’ll live Tun’s life to the fullest. With you” Talay: *d-doki*

The way they’re smiling at each other <3

Also looove the music that’s playing rn btw

THE HELMET MINI-TWIST, ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT

AND THEY BOTH WENT FOR A COMPLIMENT

WOULD LOVE TO WRITE ANYTHING COHERENT IN REPLY TO YOUR COMMENTS BUT UNFORTUNATELY

i still cannot believe the bathtub scene was real like it’s genuinely truly insane to me that that was a real scene i got to witness with my own two eyes. the sheer intimacy on display here….. the adoration……. and they’ve known each other for like.. idk a month???? and puen already wants to spend as much time as he can with talay!!!! and then the pinky promise at the end!!!! and the helmets!!!! im sorry i know i sound like a broken record but they honestly LIKE each other as people SO MUCH!!!!! they are friends first and foremost and you aren’t left wondering why they fell in love because every moment they share actually SHOWS you why!!!!! GONNA STOP TALKING NOW BECAUSE IF I THINK ABOUT IT FOR A MOMENT LONGER IM GONNA START EXHIBIT ISABELLE ADJANI IN THE TUNNEL SCENE FROM POSSESSION LEVELS OF INSANITY AND NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THAT HAPPEN

actually wait..

WHY DID THEY NOT FIX THE LOOPHOLES

I guess Puen was too busy fixing someone else’s hol–

VERA IM FORCIBLY REMOVING YOU FROM YOUR KEYBOARD SKFDSGHFGDJKSFGSDKFGDSKJ (you're not wrong though, he sure as hell was at least dreaming of doing that sfjskdgfjs)

#THE EPISODE IS CALLED SOFT BLUSH BECAUSE IT MAKES ME WANT TO CLAW MY FACE OFF WITH HOW STUPIDLY ROMANTIC EVERYTHING IS #IMAGINE GOING ON A DATE WITH YOUR BRO WITHOUT REALIZING IT'S A DATE #AND THEN ENDING THE NIGHT SHARING A BATH WITH HIM #HOOOOWWW DOESN'T ALL OF THIS MAKE PEOPLE GO INSANE #vera and monica watch vice versa #m: ask

[soft-jihoonie]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well? I’m doing pretty alright myself, and I'm having lots of fun answering your reply to my ask 💓 Don’t worry, I understand! Life is pretty busy for me too (and I don’t always have wi-fi either) so no rush 💕 I just reached out to the admin to make sure that my ask arrived safely, since Tumblr really can’t be trusted hahah

I hope you got to spend your holiday in a good way! 💫

Oh, is that so? Still, I find that amazing - to be able to do it for such a long time and even moving to get to work with it… I’ve never met someone who does circus so I’m very impressed ✨ Do you still do circus related things at times or have you completely left it behind? Oh, and I’d love to hear you sing someday if you’r okay with it! ❣️ What songs do you like to sing?

You’re right, working and being a kpop fan takes way too much time so I can’t really focus on my other interests that well either 😅 When did you start writing fanfics, and what was the first fandom you wrote for? Do you have a favourite out of the ones you’ve written so far?

I like to read, draw, do cross stitch, bake, dance, take walks in the forest by my house, spend time with my pets, friends and family… but I’m a musician first and foremost, I play the violin 🎶 Can I ask about what you do at your jobs? (But it’s totally okay of you don’t want to answer that!)

Wow, that means we became exo-ls around the same time! What a coincidence 💖 And same here honestly hahah

Me too, he’s a lovely person and I simply can’t imagine exo without him 😣 I hope they get to see each other lots despite everything ❤️‍🩹Ahah wellJunmyeon caught my attention immediately, and he just keeps surprising me with how talented, dorky and kind he is 💗 I get what you mean! I was the same when I looked Vixx up, I thought I’d like Hongbin the most but then Leo appeared and I was doomed 😆💘

I see! Well it’s the same for me, I discover new groups every now and then but I’ll always return to exo in the end 🤍 Ooh, I also relate to being introverted! And the way you described him - soft yet grumpy? Sounds like a perfect catch hahah 💝 and he gets to produce so many songs too! That’s amazing ✨ I’ll definitely give going seventeen a watch then! Also I listened to q&a - it’s so upbeat and groovy! I really like it (and Unfair is such a cute song too agh) 🎵 Would you say that these songs represent your musical taste overall? 

I’ll do my best! 💞 Would you like me to use a theme or a prompt, or do you want me to come up with something completely on my own? I’m definitely open to both options!

💫 ~I wish you all the best until my next ask reaches you~ 💫

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Hey! first of all i wanted to say so so sorry for taking forever to answer this, this has been the craziest month for me, just non stop haha! I haven't done circus in a long time, I did pole dancing classes for a bit last year but stopped after getting too busy, I live super close to my old circus now so i'm considering restarting classes next year! I actually have a youtube with singing vids on, i haven't posted one in years but you can still watch vids on there https://www.youtube.com/c/SongsandSilks and i like to sing a mix of stuff but rn it's mostly songs from musicals!

I think I was like 15 when I first wrote a fanfic and it was for the dan and phil fandom haha! My fave fic i've wrote is a tie between #whipped and I Keep Falling For You!

Ooh a fellow cross stitcher! What pets do you have? Omg so cool, i always wanted to play violin as a kid haha, how long have you been playing? I work at a stationary store on the weekdays and then on the weekend I work for a car insurance company handling people notifying us of accidents

Haha i feel like always happens for me with groups, i'm like yeah that one's my bias and i'm basically never right haha

For definite, i love how soft and grumpy jihoon is, I feel bad I haven't kept track of the new seventeen comeback but i just have enough time for exo right now haha. Ahh i'm so glad you like Q&A and Unfair, sort of, I have a really varied music taste, like one minute i'll be listening to upbeat stuff and then it'll be pop punk, and then r&b haha, I just like music haha

I'm happy for you to use a theme, I know i'll love whatever you do!!

Also to answer your other ask, yes omg i saw yeol's new mv, i was like counting down the days to it coming out and then I was so hyped when chingu line was in the mv, literally had me grinning so much. I listen to the song at least once a day at this point

I hope you're doing well!!

#secret santa